Lost Elegy Poems

In chambers filled with laughter, light, and carefree sound,
A discordant echo hangs, heavy and unbound.
A specter in the corner, draped in deep shadows,
A chilling truth...

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R.I.P JUNIOR POPE

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In sombre silence & mournful melody, 
A threnody for one who passed on sadly,
Who lost his life without a life jacket,
Crashed without precaution...

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She slowly began to slip away, 
Then suddenly she was gone.
At 1:00 am she could not stay
And died hours before dawn. 
She died too fast...

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By Cherbo Geeplay

I can touch the rhythm of your beats,
and sense the chirpy throb; the music
streams it currents to my pulse, the
hair on my skin...

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As night draped its cloak over Baltimore's sleeping form,
A cargo ship, the MV Dali, sailed to greet the dawn.
From the bustling harbor shores it had...

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Born December 5, 1961,
blonde cherubic, lips of rose buds,
eyes of the bluest baby innocence.
Remember the 1960's brother,
Massapequa proud, Long Island.
Our Cedar Street,
lined once with what...

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In the quiet twilight, we gather here today,  
To honor my dad, remember him, and pray.  
From the promised land, he flew with...

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Harpies shrieked and lost souls wailed
The cold wind stung as embers sailed
A fetid stench, eyes red with dust
When I looked through to Tartarus.

Black column’s rose...

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I will try to 
hold onto the memories 
when you were most happy;
most vital, most alive. 

My heart will meet you there,
where the warmth of...

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Though it is time to say goodbye,
I will abide my heart and try
Not to collapse and maudlin cry,
For there is a burning need that I
Cannot...

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Perplexed and dismayed
In the seeming misery.
This bewildered soul so abashed
Within the bodied figure so jittery.

Daunted her deep-felt presence
He wonders, if lost.
Heart sobs within, in cold...

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I am in my life’s October,
Where passion plays its role
And when embers of my memory stir, 
Their sparks engulf me whole.
They help me to remember,
And...

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"Do not stand by my grave and weep", they said.
Here's something she would have said instead.
"Hey, smile, all of your smiles are beautiful."
Hers was more...

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“All that Matters” 

Heather left us today
lost poetry in music 

there she sits 
with Chopin 
at her piano
playing solitaire
for a short while
waiting 
to be collected...

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